MUJAHADAH MY LOVE
#.Episodes 3. Too Much !!

* Fahri

An energetic and intelligent young man. Good social skills make him successful as chairman in several intra and extra-campus organizations.

Having a pretty handsome face with an ideal posture, inevitably makes him a lot in the approach of many women, especially students on the campus.

Lately it seems busy. Like today, early in the morning he was already on campus. He must coordinate the welcoming event committee of the candidates for the new cadres of Hippelwana, who want to register for the SPMB test.

Some of his colleagues who have been decided to become the committee who will handle regularly today, seem to have been waiting at the secretariat stand first.

He is in light discussion with Husnul, his representative at the gathering, regarding the planned peace meeting they will hold at the Bombana DPRD office next Sunday. Suddenly the net caught a beautiful young girl with a soft yellow casual outfit, entering the stand where they were.

The girl was with three of her colleagues. Smiled sweetly to all who were in that place before finally sitting down to join the other camaba gathering.

Occasionally the girl is seen talking to one of the boy friends who comes with her, who she thinks has good looks that can compete with her. Pede.

Suddenly the sight made him not focus..

"So how, Bang, the meeting fix tomorrow mall... ?" Husnul, who was beginning to be aware of the current situation, chose not to continue the question.

Seeing the interlocutor instead focus on other places, making him throw his gaze in the same direction. It was a mafhum moment. There's a vocal point ahead. A little bit pulling the corners of the lips and smiling obliquely.

"Woyy, Ghadul bashar! Keep eyes!" Husnul shouted trying to regain his consciousness.

He gasped with his companion. Hurriedly averted his eyes and refocused towards husnul who was now lying there.

"It looks like it's going to be a favorite cadre. Look, the others are also looking there." Imbuh the young man while pointing with his chin towards the girl in yellow.

He circulated his neutrality, and sure enough, it turned out that some eyes had also stolen a glance towards the girl in question.

I don't know why there's a little bit of displeasure in him realizing that.

"Shit! What else is this?" muttered.

Suddenly he could not help but get closer. He also gave orders to Husnul to give further information to all members of hippelwana.

"Ok, Nul! Fix, please confirm the time and place of the meeting to "children". I to where Dian used to be." without waiting for an answer from his colleague, he also moved to the right side of the stand. Leaving Husnul with his dumb-ass face plus his confusion.

"Where, Yan, have you got all the forms?"

his question was just a stale base, because the real purpose was so that he could look at the girl more closely.

"Sir, ask for the form four pieces!" the guy who was with the girl came face to face asking for a form.

With a nimble and agile movement Dian counted the paper as much as four sheets and gave it to the young man.

Not wanting to waste a great opportunity in plain sight, he reflexively asked, without realizing there was his colleague Dian, who immediately attached a face full of question marks.

"Sir, is that the yellow shirt, your friend?Where's kabaena?" He held the tip of his nose. Ask a familiar question.

"Yes, Bang! from south Kabaena."

"His name?"

"Fathin Althaf Annisa"

"His name is as beautiful as his person." he murmured inwardly. The corner of his lips was interested in forming a mysterious smile.

"OK! gracias. Please continue!" He tried to distract Dian si sekum by giving attention to Husnul to handle children to the Rectorate.

He remembered having to go to the Kaprodi room to take care of his value.

When he was about to get out, he could not help but stop by to chat where Fatin was. He then found out the girl had forgotten to bring the registration money.

Bersit ideas want to help but not in front of his three colleagues. He also walked out to the Kaprodi room . Take care of several matkul values that have not been collected all at once do the SKS offer for this semester.

After finishing all of this, he decided to eat first. The rush to campus this morning made him forget breakfast. Walk gallantly to the campus cafeteria located at the back of the Lab building. Mipas.

The atmosphere of the cafeteria in the morning as usual, boisterous crowded by the noise of hungry mouths of students who in fact the boarding children are all practical. Busy take care of breakfast in the boarding room is not included in their dictionary.

His net went around looking for the remaining seats. Grateful he still got an empty table in the corner. Walk in that direction after previously ordering special hodgepodge plus warm tea.

He sat down while glancing at the time marker that was coiled around his wrist. At 09.00.

"Pantes is like a lager lion. It turned out at this hour." he muttered with the sound of money can still be heard in his own ears.

Suddenly his memory returned to the girl in yellow clothes on the stand earlier. A little brain twisting, looking for who can be invited to be a partner this time. He remembered Dian the Sekum. Beautiful girl nimble who is always the solution to every problem she faces so far.

He took his phone out of his shirt pocket and started dialing Dian's number. Waiting for a connected call while tapping the table.

" Ashalaamu'alaikum, Bang?" the voice across sounded out.

"*Yan, can you ask for help, right?" he said impatiently. To the point.

"Ck, answer the greetings first!" Dian clucked in there.

"Wa'alaikum salam warahmatullah wabarakatuh, Dear Sekum mother! Tuh, already. Complete ama beretnya." god smiled knot. I heard the girl laughing there.

"Ehm, Yan, you're now bringing enough money not*?"

"how much?"

"......." He mentioned the nominal needed Fathin.

"Yes there. Why emang?who needs it?"

"Hmm That, you please tie it to it, the camaba boy who wore the yellow shirt earlier. That one, what was his name, hmm Fathin, yes, Fathin!" He had not finished his speech because Dian interrupted immediately,

"For?" Dian asked mysteriously.

"That, the guy said he forgot to bring the registration money. You keep it up first so that he can be with another ama list." he said a little keki because Dian's stare just now.

"I changed ntar, his son is still there, right?" sahut again.

"Dad, ada! yeah, I got him a skarang!" Dian finally flatly replied. He could feel the intonation of his companion's voice.

"OK! thanks mom' Sekum!" Trying to tease to melt Dian's stiff voice.

"Together, Mr. Chairman!" He was relieved because the girl sounded a little chuckle.

"Ok, I'm closing well, Mother Cawaka BEM?" he said again seductively.

"Ahaha. All right, this one I am amenin anyway. Words are prayers aka stiap that speech is do'a." He laughed while nodding understandably. That girl could always give a stark answer.

"Udah yes, I closed first. Hunt away his son."

The conversation was interrupted after the two exchanged greetings.

While waiting for his order he recalled what he had just done.

"Is this not excessive? meet me blum!"

He smiled to himself shaking his head.

"Wah wah . got a new toy like this. Did I see my own smile?"

He turned his head and found his colleague Herdin, an intelligent student from Raha, Muna district. Active in various organizations and currently serving as chairman of BEM FKIP.

He chuckled as he stood extending his hand, shook herdin's hand and ended up pitting his fist. Men's tos, fist bump.

"Udah message?"

"Udah already!"

"How are you, Bro?" Herdin asked excitedly.

"Fine, fine! oh yeah, how was Din's seminar yesterday? Sorry I didn't stop, there was a little problem in the area." he said starting the conversation.

"It's OK! everything's smooth. Thank God there are many present."

The two are still engrossed in discussing technical preparations for this year's Ospek when their food comes. Because they are hungry, they immediately eat their own food while occasionally talking seriously.

"Btw, how is the progress going forward, no planning going forward later?.

"We have fixed in Raker HMM (Muna Student Association) yesterday. This year Bang La Ode Ali technique that will be carried out in the elections later"

"His two empty?"

"For a while in the field, English children who were recently abis Student Exchange in Canada"

"By, ck.. Package clop. One is "magical" with his multi-talent, the other is manoeuvre." He was amazed while shaking. In the heart ber_yes cheerful because according to his prediction.

"Haha... I agree" Herdin chuckled as he brandished his two thumbs.

Tribalism in campus elections is something that cannot be denied. And the Muna students are the biggest clan that almost every year won the most votes in the election of the chairperson of BEM University.

This time Iya sure, the couple has a great chance to win in the upcoming democratic party grand event.

The conversation between the two ended as their food ended. Herdin still had time to mark her before they separated.

"Btw, divide-for dong if there is a new toy" said Herdin chuckled .

"Damn it, do you want Lu to be the same as Sisca?" his deck while punching his partner's arm slowly.

"Udah no era, Bro dating ala Romeo and Juliet. Moreover, sampe bucin crazy like Laila-majnun. Not My type. I am a follower of the principle of search_collection_selection later if it has been dapet fit, then deh reception." Again He chuckled at the ravings of Herdin which he felt a kind of heresy from the playboy sect.

Finally they separated after the two shook hands with Tos ala male mainstay.

*****

*fatin

His three best friends have now mingled in the crowd of students and also camaba in front of the rectorate building in front there. Feeling sultry because he was in a rather narrow stand, he finally decided to go out to find a seat where he could get a fresh breeze.

It found several park benches lined up under the shade of shady Acacia trees.

He was seen sitting on a long bench right in front of the stand while writing something in his diary. His most loyal companions were after Mitha, Azhar and Akram.

" gr, ck, ck.. Crazy one! You are very detailed, Fat! You could be a documentation expert if you're a gini!" praise Mitha while clucking .

He chuckled a little at that time.

"You can just. Ordinary times. There are a lot of people who love to write their stories in their diaries!"

"But this is different, Fath. This is perfect, complete ama visual every moment. This if you read ama Director, can-can be a documentary film!" Mitha looked in amazement at him.

"Too Much!" answer chuckles.

He gasped from his daydream as someone called from behind his back. He turned around and looked at the origin of the sound. He found the beautiful face of the senior girl who distributed the form in the secret earlier. The girl walked towards him with her sweet smile.

"Fathin, huh?" the senior asked friendly.

"Yes, Brother, right! can I help you, brother?" sahut asked.

"Oh yeah, know me, Dian!" He nodded to keki.

"You said you forgot to bring the registration money?" Dian asked carefully.

Suddenly his heart was filled with shame as well as question marks. Where does the senior know about him who forgot to bring money. But he finally answered.

"I-yes brother. That was, um, I was in a hurry, brother. He forgot to put his wallet in his bag." he replied shyly.

"Oh that, yes pa pa, nih, you use this just yet. You're on the list today. It's a shame the time has come, new cancel the list!" dian orders her while thrusting a white envelope at her.

"Ng_nothing, brother! no need. Tomorrow I will list it. Brother would need that money too." He tried to reason to cover up his feelings of shame and humiliation.

"Sir, we're all one unit here. One family. We are all far from our parents and family. So we should have helped each other. You can't be shaken. Tell them there is a problem and need an opinion. We will discuss it with our friends here. OK?" Dian stroked her shoulder trying to convince herself.

He's stunned. Touched. The manic began to glaze over. He felt grateful for having a family in this new place. Dian's story just made her understand one thing that wherever we are, we will always find good people. The real togetherness is when we can remain compact even in differences.

"Thank you very much, brother!"

"Yes, equally. Huh!" sahut Dian while thrusting the envelope that had been held earlier. Shamefully, he accepted the gift.

"This is my commitment to borrow first well, Sis, InsyaAllah I immediately return." He wiped away the clear fur dripping on the cheek.

"Dad. If so you go to the Rectorate, Bang Husnul is still there, really!" Imbuh Dian encouraged him.

"Good, Brother! I'm going there skarang!" His permission while putting the diary book back into the bag and moving. Walking excitedly towards the rectorate building after greeting Dian.

Dian smiled nodding and moved back into the stand.

He walked while circulating his net looking for the whereabouts of his three friends, Suddenly his sight found the figure of Zahrah was sitting in a roundabout in front there with some fellow students.

"Sir Zahrah!" call approaching.

"Eh, Fathin. Here, Dek! how, have you run?"

"Blum, Brother. This is Mitha's nyari with Azhar, brother clay?" tanyanya smiled.

"No. Try it on -, uh it's them!" exclaimed Zahrah while pointing towards the terrace of the building.

"Oh yeah, if that's what I went there first, brother! let's all, Sis" say goodbye to everything there.

He walked up to his three friends who were talking seriously with a prospective MABA.

"Hey all, have you run? temenin dong to dalem! the form I filled out just as you walked." Sumringah He greeted first.

Mitha frowned at him as if asking for an explanation.

He immediately pulled his best friend's hand and took her a little away.

"I got the money to make a list!" whispered slowly.

"Who's from?" mitha asked in a whisper.

He began to tell me about Dian who suddenly came to give him an envelope and told him to register with the others.

"Well, how did Sis Dian know that you didn't bring any more money?"

"I was also surprised earlier, did Azhar who spoke to Kak Dian?" ask her back.

"Ntar we ask him. Now mending us quick storage of our files into. There are others who haven't, though! There is still Bang Husnul in the dalem. Come!!" take Mita while pulling her hand.

They also entered to bring all the registration form files and submit to Bang Husnul for later storage to the registration counter.

Hour passed. The four of them are now regrouping in front of the rectorate building. Registration business is complete.

Azhar then invited back to the secretariat to hear the next direction from the hippelwana seniors.

"We skalian pamit!" azhar asserted.

At 11.15. Another senior again gave instructions for the evening to be gathered in the hippelwana secretariat located on the road

"Ok, don't forget the sisters. Ntar malem in waiting for his presence in the secretariat on the street ....... There's a bit of talk for the sisters to face the SPMB test later." shouted one of the seniors.

"Ready, Brother!" back all the camaba screamed loudly.

"Where are we going?" Mitha asked while looking at her watch.

"Udah mau dzuhur nih. How do we go to your room while we wait for prayer?" ask him to Azhar and Akram

"Good Idea. You came home late in the afternoon, right?" sahut Akram asked him.

"Yes. I've been saying goodbye to Boss Mom if I come home late."

"Some is that! " Azhar answered him while chuckling.

the four of them are now walking out of the campus area, through gate one to the boarding room owned by Azhar and Akram in the Star hallway.

"Ahhhh, tired! though only the road is so doang." put his body on the soft springbed in the room.

"So this laper!" Sahut Mitha's.

"We are Patungan yuk, buy rice wrap!" bring Mitha.

"No need. Relax, this time as a good host I'll treat!" Azhar is a diplomatic agent.

"Waow! You abis won the bet? the payday is still a long time!" seloroh Mitha's.

"Obviously, there's a new donor." Acram started leaking.

"Who, who?? which one?" cecar Mitha the Miss keppo.

Azhar pura does not care about her third babble. Prefer to get out of the room quickly. Walk to buy lunch for the four of them.

Mitha did not stop to scout Akram with her absurd questions as usual.

"You can't dong, Ram, hurry up and tell us, who's the lucky donor?" mitha Seloroh dramatic

"Still a girl, Widow, Aunt - aunty gauntlet or a hunch?"

"Pretty where are we both?"

"Benner-benner yes you two, we do not' willing if you get stained because of the donors. We are all four comit to maintain our sanctity for our respective soul mates!" he said with a funny look.

His two best friends laughed out loud as the door opened and Azhar walked in.

"Wa'alaikumsalaam!" answer them compactly.

They also eat together while occasionally throwing jokes dime as usual. This time the victim was Azhar.

"We will see if the donors can change our position, Mhit in the hearts of our two super heroes !" ledek.

"Yapp ! Alright !!

Azhar and arkam just chuckled at hearing it.

They are still busy ngalor ngidul saa suddenly heard Azan dzuhur reverberate. He and his three friends immediately rushed. Clean up leftovers on the floor and replace ablution.

A moment later the four of them had drowned solemnly in the worship of prayer dzuhur congregation. He and Mitha did never forget to bring the mucus in the bag as preparation if sometime again not home.

"You are all evil. We both want Nyipir (Mistur dishes) with Nyuba (wash clothes). Your dirty clothes are piled up. The last holiest at least a month ago is like this" His instructions to the male best friend duo, shortly after prayer.

"Let's spit it out, we'll do it together!" akram.

"Well, if you want too!"

Be the four of them wash together.As usual if it is related to water, then Akram's ignorance must suddenly recur.

In the beginning with a splash of water for a long time all so wet because the action is flush with each other while laughing loosely while jumping around like a child.

After everything was done, they returned to the room and fell asleep after the vent.

The afternoon after Ashar they separated.

"Sorry yeah, you guys went home first today. Akram's motor is still in the workshop and mine again borrowed Brother in a room!" azhar said as the two were about to board an angkot.

"Ok, no problem!" both are almost simultaneously.

Azhar then paid the freight to the driver.

"Be careful, Bang! " Message Azhar to the transport driver.

"Ok, siip!"

" bye..."

" bye..."

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